Notes on Promiscuous Reading
I think I need to change my life. The recognition is painful. I read constantly but there’s no depth, no plan. I flit, dabble, and change direction randomly, like a bee at a large flowering shrub.
I know I’m not alone!
I think I need to change my life. The recognition is painful. I read constantly but there’s no depth, no plan. I flit, dabble, and change direction randomly, like a bee at a large flowering shrub.
I know I’m not alone!